Novel & Cerita The President Contract Lover

he expressed and I was left speechless. “Declan” I tried to speak but my breath stuttered. “I need you to hear me out” he said, taking in a deep breath as his thumb brushed over the back of my hand in slow and tender strokes. “Bella. When I offered you that contract, I told myself that it was just business and you were a means to polishing my public image. And you could help me secure votes in becoming the president of Westwood company. But somewhere along the way you became everything to me, and not just a name on a piece of paper. Not a political strategy but just you”

Although it was only for a year and based on contract, I believe it would keep away unnecessary troubles for me too, so I did not mind at all and openly accepted my marital status. Fifteen minutes later, Celine came out along with our department head, Mr. Cavendish. "Guys, our president is here," Celine said, following her boss as the employees waited. "Welcome, sir," Mr. Cavendish greeted, followed closely by the new president. A young man with a toned physique and a handsome face entered, accompanied by another man. I froze, staring at him because the handsome young president in front of me was in fact, My contract husband, Victor Dubov....

Well, this will be awkward, but at least he’s not trying to keep me as a mistress or prostitute. I can’t hide my grimace as my eyes scan the “no pregnancy clause.” A flashback of Landon and Owen floods my mind. I push it away mentally and resist the urge to dwell on past memories. Then I see the section that states the “falling in love” stipulation. Contracted relationship shall remain professional at all times. Falling in love is expressly forbidden and grounds for immediate termination of the contract. Additionally, this document and all information herein shall remain confidential. Any breach will carry serious consequences.

If he can do something like this, I can't imagine how much more he can do with this power. "You have 2 hours to sign this contract!" he said, handing me the sheet of paper. "What contract?" I snatched the sheet of paper from him anxiously. My lips murmured reading, the title of the contract in question, "Contract Lover?" I lost the sparkle in my eyes. "W-what does this mean?" "Sign it, you can read it after signing." "I’m sorry, sir, it seems you misunderstood. I have no intention of being bound by any contract with you."

the nerve, he even asked. I gathered all of the sanity left in me controlling myself to throw the glass at him. My dim look was gradually and unbelievably morphing into a sweet smile. "Of course, President Zaborowski. Who am I to stop you from fvcking someone? You already said we're not exactly husband and wife and we're gonna end this contract after a year. So, whatever you do is fine with me!" I even winked while gobbling the remaining liquid in my glass.

"I think it's in two weeks, sir." "Good, leave the contract, I'll take it to George. Thank you, Joseph." "Yes, sir." I relaxed in my chair as soon as Joseph left my office. I gave myself a few neck massages and then stood up, grabbing the contract. I had to endure a little longer, just a few more weeks, and it would all be over. I knocked on the door of the company president's spacious office. "Come in," a male voice spoke from the other side of the door. I opened the door and entered the office.

H⁠e t​urned back to me. "That cont‌ract," Lorenzo said,‌ his voice thick with em‌o⁠tion,⁠ "was signed b‍y a man who t​hough​t love was a‍ li​ability. A man who thought⁠ he could bu‌y l‌oyalty and sche‌dule a family like a board meeting." He took a ste‍p toward t⁠he sof‍a​ a‌nd dropped to one k​ne‍e.​

She smiled devilishly to herself when she imagined pushing Angel into the pool. "I think I have an idea." "I know you always do. Now out with it." Angel paid full attention to the words about to leave Grace's mouth. "Since you only have a short time left, and you can't possibly meet anyone now, added with your busy schedule..." "Yes...and?..." Angel asked suspiciously. Grace had her in suspense. "And... I think you should just base the whole thing as a contract." "I'm not following." "Contract a lover. You can pay the person to pretend to be your lover and do a fake wedding." Grace said with excitement of her idea.

He would use her to silence his father, nothing more. "Have you reviewed the contract?" he asked, his gaze drifting back to the window. Katarina stammered, "Y-yes." "But I have a condition," she added, her voice firm. Viktor swiveled around, arching an eyebrow as he gestured for her to continue.

This was not President Lewis’s style! “President Lewis signed the contract. You should come over and retrieve it.” Naturally, Cherry detected the shock in the other woman’s voice. A sardonic smile revealed on her face yet she pretended to have no clue what was going on. Her controlled voice sounded calm as usual. “President Lewis signed the contract?” Once again, Lucy was shocked. The man was infamous for his lust for women. He always tried to prolong the contract signing process and would refuse to seal the deal until he had successfully taken advantage of the woman.